Super resource tycoon

"Xiao Wu, right? If you don't talk about official business during non-office hours, I take the liberty to ask, how did you meet my father?"

After listening to Wu Jun's words, Luo Zhengang turned the topic away without a trace.

"Me and Lao Luo..." Wu Jun opened his mouth and got stuck.

I can't tell Luo Zhengang that I met when I worked with Lao Luo to spray other people's cars, right?

In this way, Luo Zhengang must regard himself as a gangster, and this order need not be discussed.

"Xiao Wu is the grandson of an old friend of mine, why do you ask so much? Check your account!" Luo Weimin also blushed, and interrupted.

He was engaged in twilight love affairs, his son did not know, for fear that Wu Jun would miss it.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore." Luo Zhengang smirked and stopped asking questions. He reached out and pulled a cup held on the dining table in front of him.

"President Luo, I'll help you pour the wine." Xu Fei picked up the wine bottle with eyesight and went to help Luo Zhengang pour the wine. The embarrassing thing was that the bottle was hanging on the mouth of the glass, and a drop of wine could not be poured out.

Xu Fei blushed, and looked at Wu Jun for help.

The mouth of Feitian Moutai has a special design with two glass beads inside. People who pour this kind of wine for the first time often encounter embarrassing situations like Xu Fei's failure to pour it out.

"Xiao Xu, let him come by himself, what kind of score should I put on!" Luo Weimin snatched the bottle in Xu Fei's hand, banged, and placed it in front of Luo Zhengang.

Luo Zhengang seemed to be accustomed to his father's temper a long time ago, his face looked as usual, he grabbed the wine bottle, patted the bottom of the bottle lightly, and the soft wine was drawn into the glass in front of him.

Luo Zhengang said, non-office hours do not talk about official affairs, leaving Wu Jun speechless.

When you go to work, it's time to sign a purchase contract with Meng Chalong, and it will be too late to talk about it.

Luo Weimin helped Wu Jun to speak: "Zhen Gang, isn't it just ordering a batch of rice? Whoever buys it is not buying it. My relationship with Xiao Wu's grandfather is like a brother. In the face of dad, you have been since childhood. Wu order here."

Wu Jun gave Lao Luo a thumbs-up in his heart, which is interesting, and it is not worth going to the hospital these days to help him secretly take photos of Aunt Xu's daily life.

Luo Zhengang was embarrassed: "Dad, this is an official business. It was decided at a meeting in the business. The bank was not opened by our family. It was not me who had the final say. The order of millions of dollars cannot be because he is the grandson of your old friend. , Just go to the back door."

When Wu Jun heard this, he was unhappy, and said one thing and another. Isn't Meng Chalong's agent your classmate?

However, Wu Jun naturally wouldn't say this in person, and the chat ended when he said this.

Luo Weimin also understands his son's stubborn character, and feels that he can't help Wu Jun in this matter. He sighed, and picked up the table Xu Fei helped him to pour the water in a sip.

"President Luo," Wu Jun thought about it and said, "You have misunderstood. Today I asked Lao Luo to call you over. I just want to have a good talk with you as an agent. I promise you. , I never thought about going through Lao Luo's back door."

"Puff~" Luo Weimin turned his head when he heard Wu Jun's words and sprayed a sip of tea on the ground.

"Cough cough cough..." Xu Fei also choked, twisting her body back, and coughing quietly while covering her mouth.

Wu Jun: "..."

Luo Zhengang: "..."

Luo Weimin wiped his mouth and glared at Wu Jun: "You kid, speak carefully, what is the front door and back door!"

Luo Zhengang shook his head and chuckled for the first time after entering the door.

"Xiao Wu, I said earlier, during non-office hours, we don't talk about official affairs," Luo Zhengang said. "However, I am a good drinker and love to drink. If you can accompany me, I can make an exception and give you a chance."

After Wu Jun heard Luo Zhengang's words, his eyes shone brightly.

There is a way to heaven, you don’t go, and there is no way to hell. You break in and drink around. He hasn't served anyone except the wall.

Over the past 27 years, there have been hundreds of banquets, both large and small, with 2.5 kilograms of alcohol, enough to be proud of the country, leading 99% of drinkers.

However, because of his profession, it is obviously inappropriate to greet and send him to and from the small supermarket every day, and to contact many customers.

Over time, people know that you are a drunkard and would rather take a few steps to go to another house than to shop in your store.

If one day you point your back, go shopping and meet you drunkenly, get beaten up, you will be scared when you think about it, it is better to hide as far as you can.

When he first started working in the supermarket, Ma Dongmei told him to make three chapters with Wu Jun and never drink. Wu Jun took it seriously and strictly followed it. The job before doing the supermarket was lost because of drinking.

Since then, he has a long memory. During the supermarket's business period, he never touched a drop of wine.

Tonight, for this large order of 1.25 million, Wu Jun does not plan to open business. If this order can be taken, it is equivalent to selling it in the supermarket for more than a month, but it can be let go and Luo Zhen just has a good drink. drink.

Listening to Luo Zhengang's tone, it seemed to be able to drink. One bottle of wine for the two was obviously not enough, and it was not enough to warm up.

Wu Jun handed the key in his pocket to Xu Fei and said, "Xu Fei, take a taxi to the supermarket and bring the box of wine under my bed."

Xu Fei asked in surprise: "Angkor, is it not enough for you and President Luo to drink one bottle?"

"Not enough, listen to me, go get the wine." Wu Jun stuffed the key into Xu Fei's hand.

"Then I walked back, and it wasn't far, so I moved over." Xu Fei wanted to save Wu Jun a taxi, and turned around to leave.

"Xiao Xu, don't have to be so troublesome." Luo Zhengang stopped Xu Fei and handed Xu Fei a bunch of Mercedes-Benz keys on the table. "My car is at the door, and there is a box in the trunk. I can't help you go out and bring it in."

Xu Fei looked at Wu Jun and asked for his opinion.

Seeing that Luo Zhengang didn't seem to be polite, Wu Jun nodded and said: "Then I will listen to President Luo."

"It's almost done." Luo Weimin glared at his son, and stopped, "You keep going for dinner all day, soaking in the wine tank all day, let Xiao Wu accompany you, isn't this bullying! You go to the table and drink. At the time, I guess Xiao Wu was still drinking amniotic fluid in his mother's womb! What an adult, is it interesting to bully the children!"

Wu Jun turned to look at Luo Weimin, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Lao Luo's words are rough and not rough, but how come they listen so much!

Luo Zhengang raised his eyes and looked at Wu Jun and asked, "Xiao Wu, what do you think? Or just drink something casually today and chat gossip?"

Indeed, as Luo Weimin said, Luo Zhengang has absolute confidence in his drinking capacity, and he said that he would give Wu Jun a chance. In fact, this chance is very slim.

"Lao Luo, I have no problem." Wu Jun calmed Luo for the people and turned to Luo Zhengang. "It's rare to meet President Luo who likes to drink so much today. ."

"You two are still on the bar, then I don't care, just try to fight." Seeing that both of them are very energetic, Luo Weimin no longer discouraged, picked up the tea cup on the table, and drank water on his own.

"Xiao Xu, go and bring the wine over." Wu Jun's reluctance to admit defeat aroused Luo Zhengang's interest and once again urged Xu Fei to go out and move the wine.

"Angkor, then I'm going." Xu Fei nodded when she saw Wu Jun, and then took the key in Luo Zhengang's hand and turned to go out.

Five minutes after leaving the house, Xu Fei came in with a wine box.

The wine box is exactly the same as the box that Luo Weimin gave Wu Jun, a box of Flying Moutai.

At the table next door, several customers who had despised Wu Jun before, originally this group wanted to check out and leave. Seeing that Wu Jun was going to fight Luo Zhengang for wine, they still took a box of Flying Moutai and sat back on their seats.

Although I didn't personally participate in this kind of big scene, it was enough to witness it for a year.